A trip to the slavemarket

As Mistress runs you down the tree, you stimulate yourself by rubbing your cunt against her back.

At the bottom she orders you off, before setting out the rules for your trip. "Whilst we are out together, and in any other situation where you are the only one of my broodslaves present, you will answer to 'Broodslave'. You will walk on my left, indicating that you are my second most experienced broodslave, and approximately two of your paces behind my upper body, indicating proper deference to me. You are to speak only when spoken to."

She thinks for a moment, before adding, "I also advise, but not order, you not to walk too close to any tree trunks without looking up carefully. You never know if there might be an incubator up there.

"Do you understand those rules, Broodslave?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good. Now, come with me."

The journey passes in a venom-fuelled haze, and soon you are walking into a large building filled with cages.

Mistress turns to you and says, "You may explore this room while I speak with Slavemistress Tilxe. Do not touch any of the cages or the slaves. Return to me when I call for you."

You start to look around, but your eyes quickly settle on a nearby stack of cages. Inside each cage is a man, and your eyes lock on to their groin areas. You stare at their balls, each swollen to the size of an apple at the base of a fully erect cock, and begin to drool from both sets of lips as you imagine how good it would feel to impale yourself on such a rod. You push your hand into your pussy, but you know it will never be enough.

By the time Mistress returns with Slavemistress Tilxe, a puddle has formed between your feet, showing exactly what you chose to do while she was away.

"Well, Tilxe, it seems my broodslave is quite taken with this one," Mistress says, motioning at the cage you are staring into. "I will take him for one hour. I assume the usual rate will suffice."

"Certainly."

Mistress hands over a small bag, and the other Arachne opens the man's cage, passing a bracelet to Mistress.

"Thank you, Tilxe," says Mistress. "Cumslave, Broodslave, follow me."

As she leads the pair of you outside, you regularly sneak glances at Cumslave's extremely inviting looking cock.